Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 530 - 485: Reverse Pursuit

Wu Hen walked up and attempted to pluck it off.

But his fingers passed right through the Abyss Light Yuan You.

The Abyss Light Yuan You also exhibited a water-like soft radiance, fundamentally different from the surrounding mineral substances and the human flesh. They could exist in the same space but were unable to make contact.

Wu Hen tried several times, but the Abyss Light Yuan You remained elusive like the moon reflected in a well, impossible to scoop out.

"It's said that something so important wouldn't have any powerful guards around it; turns out we simply can't take it with us," Wu Hen also began to feel a headache coming on.

Since the Yuan You couldn't come into contact with his own body, he couldn't absorb it.

Fifth-Rank Hearing was within reach yet untouchable.

"You need to do it like this, as if you are holding a lotus flower on the tranquil water," Taiya extended her hand, equally soft as water, and slowly cradled the piece of Abyss Light Yuan You.

This time, the Abyss Light Yuan You did not disperse in the palm of her hand; it truly floated peacefully and gracefully like an elegant lotus on her fair skin.

Wu Hen's gaze shifted to Taiya, and his eyes "cleared" instantly.

She could take it away!

"Put it down, and let me try?" Wu Hen said.

Taiya complied and placed the Abyss Light Yuan You back where it was.

Wu Hen mimicked Taiya's gesture, even imagining himself as a woman made of water...

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But when he cupped the Yuan You with both hands, it remained just like light and water; no matter how tight his fingers clamped or how wide his palms opened, the Yuan You fell back to its original place.

Taiya immediately kindly demonstrated several more times for Wu Hen.

Wu Hen again imitated Taiya's radiant grace, but it was all in vain, like drawing water with a bamboo basket.

"I don't think it's a problem with the picking technique," Guo Hong spoke up at this time.

He had traveled to many places in his early years and had heard plenty of legends. Upon seeing this Abyss Light Yuan You, he recalled a saying that had been passed around in the wasteland.

"This thing is called the Doomsday Other Shore Flower among us Gold Seekers, more precious than any rare mineral crystals. Some have encountered it but faced this same situation; no method could lift it..." Guo Hong relayed the rumors he had heard.

"Of course, there are those who can lift it."

"But there are two theories: one is that only those who are pure-hearted and kind, a reward bestowed by the oldest Gods of this land to those who can still maintain their inherent goodness amidst this wasteland. Those who obtain it will ascend and become the New Gods of this wasteland."

"The other theory is that it is actually transformed from the souls of Redeemers after their deaths. They were born impervious to the pollution of this radiated land and were not eroded by any biochemical Evil Power. Only fellow Redeemers can pick this Doomsday Other Shore Flower."

Redeemers?

It sounds like Heaven has chosen a certain group to bring an end to this wasteland.

But according to Wu Hen's current understanding, Heaven is played by those high-dimensional life forms.

That is to say, there was once a high-dimensional existence on this land who assigned a group of people to save this abandoned land under his name. Yet the harshness and dangers of the land far exceeded their expectations. These saviors never returned to their original place, and were unable to report back to that high-dimensional being, instead falling here, desperately seeking a way to remedy the situation, and after their deaths, transformed into this kind of Abyss Light Yuan You...

"Which explanation do you lean towards?" Guo Hong turned his head to look at Wu Hen.

"Obviously the latter; the former, claiming that only those with a kindly spirit can lift it, is just a fairytale to deceive children. The Redeemer's theory aligns more with the clues we currently have. The information given to us by Marquis Changqiu is somewhat correct. Redeemers did not arise out of nowhere; they must have been influenced by the will of some 'God,' or perhaps their tribe is the offspring of the Gods of this land. They represent high-dimensional beings to a certain extent, hence after their deaths they become High-dimensional Essence Ghost Fragments..." Wu Hen interpreted with his own understanding.

Hearing Wu Hen's explanation, Guo Hong also nodded in agreement.

"So, are these Redeemers related to the investigation you mentioned?" asked Guo Hong.

"Searching towards the top of the food chain is the right direction for me. I came to the right place and found the traces of high-dimensional life. What I'm curious about now is, these saviors in your rumors, where are they now? Have they completely declined and disappeared, or do they continue to exist under the name of some organization?" Wu Hen said.

"I understand... It's Lan Guang Temple!" Lu Xian's eyes lit up, and then pointing at Taiya, he said, "Look, only Taiya can lift it, doesn't that precisely suggest that Taiya is part of the Savior tribe? And she is also a temple concubine of Lan Guang Temple. I get it now; there must be a real God who saw the suffering of our land and thus sent a group of Divine Messengers here to govern. During their governance, they encountered accidents and tremendous obstacles. The path of redemption became hard and arduous, so they established Lan Guang Temple to protect the children here, eradicate those overly powerful mutant creatures, and fulfill the duty entrusted to them by God in another way."

Wu Hen and Guo Hong also looked at Taiya.

Lu Xian's explanation seemed to be quite close to the truth.

"You are mistaken!"

"It's not the Lan Guang Temple, but our Black Shirt Organization!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside the Earth Hall—it was the voice of Marquis Changqiu, tinged with a slightly effeminate tone.

Marquis Changqiu walked in slowly, his body draped in an extremely luxurious black and gold robe. The hood covered his hairstyle and forehead, and from the shadows emerged a pair of sharp eyes, like a hound that had been lurking here for a long time.

At this moment, Marquis Changqiu did not exhibit his previous servile demeanor; instead, he radiated a strong confidence. It was as if the man who had been humiliated with a broken finger was not his true self. Now, the imposing aura he exuded from the darkness was that of a true noble.

As Marquis Changqiu entered the Earth Hall, two other figures stepped in from the side.

They wore sheep masks and were clad in Black Emperor Armor, holding ancient and sinister spears. From their bodies emanated a cold aura that seemed to cause the temperature in the Earth Hall to plummet.

"Since I've given you the clues, wouldn't it have been fine for me to just wait at the end of the trail?" Marquis Changqiu said with a smile.

"I don't quite understand why it would be your Black Shirt Organization. Having once been the Redeemers, great and sacred, and the hope of this land, how did it degenerate bit by bit to be called pests like cockroaches by the people here?" Wu Hen asked.

"The Black Shirt Organization has always been great and sacred; it's just that our approach to handling matters is different. In an environment where human life is incredibly cheap, it's not necessary to argue whether dignity or survival is more important. We simply absorb those who think that staying alive is what matters and offer their dignity to the organization," Marquis Changqiu offered a clear explanation.

"What you say makes sense, but it doesn't endear you to people," Wu Hen inquired.

"Our existence in the world isn't to be liked by everyone. We are simply doing what we must, redeeming this land in our own way," Marquis Changqiu said.

"Then which God do you serve? It seems your Black Shirt Organization is also under the command of a god. You must be acting in accordance to the will of this high-dimensional being. Could you introduce me to them? I'd like to see if it suits my temperament," Wu Hen asked.

"You're not qualified yet."

"You're letting personal grudges get in the way. I broke your fingers because you were dishonest, but we're discussing something bigger right now—your Black Shirt Organization's doctrine, something as noble as the Bible," Wu Hen said.

Marquis Changqiu's mouth twitched slightly.

"First of all, I want to thank you for not letting Taiya die in the conspiracy hatched by that traitor. As for our personal grievances, we can cancel them out because of this. Secondly, I need to know what your goal is—why are you so interested in high-dimensional affairs? And are you in cahoots with that traitor?" Marquis Changqiu said.

"So the broken finger incident is just dropped?" Wu Hen emphasized.

Marquis Changqiu huffed coldly, "If I don't show weakness, how can I test what you truly are? I simply used inconsequential pain and a little dignity to ascertain that you're not just an ordinary foreigner. What are you hunting, what are you chasing..."

Predator!

The other is a higher-level predator, different from the beings on this land still seeking their livelihood!

For Marquis Changqiu, being able to identify a predator with no apparent purpose already contributes to the Black Shirt Organization and to the god he serves to a certain extent.

"Not long ago, we received instructions to collect information on those whose goals seem unclear, yet who are relentlessly pursuing us. You fit the bill quite well," Marquis Changqiu said.

Reverse hunting??

Was it Cangling's intention, to command layer by layer, searching among the throngs of beings for those disguised as prey??

He even knows I'm out to hunt him??

Does this guy also possess some kind of precognitive ability?

Otherwise, how could he, being in the high-dimensional, be so paranoidly cautious?

No, I can't let Marquis Changqiu pass on my information. Otherwise, the days I've spent embedded in the Desert Dust Plan would be in vain, and I'll drift further from Mingyi and the others.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect to be seen through by you after all..." Wu Hen suddenly burst into laughter.

He reached out a hand and casually embraced Taiya, who was not too heavy.

It wasn't an intimate embrace around the waist but rather like capturing a prisoner.

"Take what we need and meet up with Dai Jing!" Wu Hen then said to Guo Hong and Lu Xian.

Guo Hong and Lu Xian were also stunned for a half second but then nodded, helping Wu Hen lift Taiya, as if to take both person and Yuan You Fragment together.

"Hmph, so you already know how to extract the Abyss Light Yuan You," Marquis Changqiu said coldly, "Then let's finish this here!"